Sonnet 4

As I lie down to look up to the shining stars, Becoming lost in gravity's unexplained favour, Wondering whether the sky can ever be ours, And wonder if this love, like it, will hold forever Like how our lucky stars are ascribed in air, My wish is for us is ever-lasting vitality, To burn like all the celestial bodies up there, In any trial we might fight for any reality, 'There is no forever, only the new earth will stand, Your wish dear heart, are the fruits of fantasy,' 'My beloved believe sometimes in the grand, Then will you be written down in history' Then will you shine like a thousand suns, For a course longer than a million runs.